Dead Hunger by Eric A. Shelman

Author:Eric A. Shelman [Shelman, Eric A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dolphin Moon Publishing
Published: 2016-10-06T22:00:00+00:00

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I sat up and grabbed my shotgun from the bed beside me. A scream broke the silence and I got to my feet and tried to shake the cobwebs from my brain as I bolted for the door. I had to pee and I could barely see. It was morning, but it was also a weird new world.

I yanked the door open to see a man standing at the top of the stairs. Erica’s door was closed.

“Erica!” I yelled. “You okay?”

“Yes! I went out and saw the things on the stairs!”

“Things?”

I couldn’t see the rest of the stairs, but a sudden clanging came from behind the strange human-like thing, and I tensed.

The man with gray skin and blank eyes did not turn at the noise; instead, he stared at me as he took jerky steps, advancing toward me. As he drew closer, the strange, pink gas beginning to pump from his eyes, I slapped my hand on the wall of Erica’s room and yelled, “I’m going to fire!”

I pulled the trigger. The noise of the explosion overpowered the thing’s moans as I watched it fly backward off its feet and down the stairs. The dozens of pellets peppered the intruder in the neck and chest, pulverizing him from my short range.

I ran forward and watched him toppling down the stairs, the pots and pans and three more of his sick friends caught by his tumbling body and taking a fast trip to the bottom.

A woman wearing a red and white polka-dotted dress broke through the railing and landed on one of the split rails. It punched through her midsection and came out her back as she came to rest with a heavy thud.

I raised the shotgun again as I heard the door open behind me. I pulled out my Sig and gave it to Erica. “You ever used one of these?”

“No,” she said. “I’ve never fired a gun.”

“Then point it at the floor. If anything gets by me, let it get close to you and point that end at its head and fire. Use both hands.”

“Tony,” she said. “Tony, they’re coming!”

“I know, I know!” I said, keeping my eye on the other two thrashed men. At least the guy I’d shot with the Benelli wasn’t moving.

I heard the door to my right open and saw Erica going into the room where Monica slept. Rattling pots drew my attention to another of the creatures that had now made it three quarters of the way up the stairs. “Fuck!” I shouted, taking aim again. I aimed for the head and fired.

The round blew his head into shreds and he did a backward somersault down the stairs. To my left I saw the woman with the piece of railing protruding from her belly stand up and stare at me.

Her teeth gnashed and she growled. She should be dead. So dead.

But she wasn’t.

That was when I reached into my brain and said the word for the first time, if only to myself.

Zombies. She was dead; nobody could live with that giant piece of wood running all the way through them.

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